At the next table, an old man in gray who was over half a hundred years old looked at these people who were so arrogant, and his eyes were hot. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He straightened the triangular chess piece in front of him with the word "fortune telling" written on it, and shouted to the group of people who flowed through the night: "A few foodies...... Uh, no...... It's a few young heroes, let's count the good luck! ”

Liu Qianye gave him a blank look. "Don't you have time, didn't you see that we were eating? Even if we don't eat, we won't ask you for fortune telling. We are ideological, educated, scientific, and disciplined modern bandits, and we will not believe those feudal superstitions, so you can count them for others. ”

Ruo Chi Yu scolded: "Xiao Ye, you have to be low-key, and you can't easily reveal your identity?" We don't really need this old gentleman! ”

The fortune teller happily said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll do something else!" As he spoke, he tore down the word fortune-telling, revealing the flag underneath with the words Psychological Counselor written on it. "I'm still a counselor! If you don't need it yet, that's okay! He tore down the flag again, revealing the other flags. I'm also a master of success and a chicken soup seller for the soul! "He kept pulling the flag, showing one profession after another. Tailor, cook, doctor, poet, merchant, singer......

Ruo Chi Yu sneered: "What kind of profession are you, what does it matter to us!" A few of us don't need anything. ”

The fortune teller still didn't give up. "You must need this!" As he spoke, he took out a box of Fu Ren Tang's special laxatives from his pocket. "You guys just gobbled it up, it's not good for digestion, you must need this!" After taking it out, he sensed something was wrong and quickly put the laxative back. "I'm sorry, I got it wrong, it's this!" As he spoke, he took out Jiangxi brand stomach diet tablets again.

Liu Qianye said: "This, we don't need it, you fortune teller, you know a lot of things." It's too unprofessional! You're so talented, does your wife know? ”

The fortune teller pulls out his killer idea. "Then you must need this!" As he spoke, he took out a flag with six big words written on it - no disturbance!

Ren Ziye still shook his head. "It's a pity! We don't need this either. If you're going to do a flamboyant dance, we might want to take a look. ”

The fortune teller was embarrassed: "This ...... I really don't. So be it! Let me show off my last career! As he spoke, he took out a small, worn porcelain bowl from his pocket. To tell you the truth, I am also a beggar part-time, so please have pity on me! Give me a few change, I haven't bought luxury goods in months! ”

Chen Yange waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's it! That's it! For your sake...... You'd better tell fortunes with us! How do you count? Draw lots or look at the eight characters? ”

The fortune teller said happily: "Okay, okay! My fortune-telling technology is relatively advanced...... Men face each other, women touch their breasts...... Oh no, it's touching the bones! Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue ......"

Chen Yange repeated: "Men face each other, women touch their bones. I think...... You're here to fight! As she spoke, her signature cannon appeared on her shoulder.

The fortune teller raised his hands. "Don't ...... No...... It was just a joke! Actually, I tell fortunes through gossip. As he spoke, he pointed to the flow of a thousand nights. This son, the trajectory of your fate is on you, come, I will calculate a hexagram for you and predict your fate. ”

Ryu Qianye pointed at himself and looked around, and Wakachi Yu gave him a look - motioning for him to play.

Liu Qianye walked over, and the fortune teller introduced himself: "My surname is Yi, everyone calls me Mr. Yi, you are all travelers, I have calculated the fate of your group of travelers!" As he spoke, six lines appeared in his hand! These lines slowly loom in the air, exuding a colorful and mysterious light, faintly revealing the power of heaven and earth.

Seeing these mysterious lights, Ruo Chi Yu and Na Yanluo suddenly stood up - this guy turned out to be a real master, and he pretended to be in that state just now. The others didn't see anything, but they also felt the pressure of the pattern.

Mr. Yi pointed to the pattern: "I got the Kan hexagram - the sixth day of the first month, Xi Kan, into and Kan, fierce." Ninety-two, there is a danger, and you want to be small. Sixty-three, the hurdle of coming, the danger and the pillow, people and Kanfu, don't use it! ”

Mr. Yi glanced at a few people, and then said: "In the end, the hexagram that indicates the danger ahead has evolved into a negative hexagram. This indicates that your fate will be very slim. But you survived. ”

Qianye stared hard at his round eyes, understanding what Mr. Yi said. It's just that he understood the last sentence. "No, it won't! You must have miscalculated. Divination or something is even less credible! We are all people of good fortune, how can there be any calamity. "Liu Qianye is very skeptical of this old man's ability.

Mr. Yi said calmly: "This was two months ago. Hum! You dare to say that you have not experienced the Holocaust. ”

Qianye turned his gaze to the ceiling, ignoring Mr. Yi's rhetoric, and clearly expressing his disdain.

Mr. Yi sensed the insult. He got serious. "You? What kind of expression is this? Don't believe my deductions. Well, it's time for me to show you how good I am. I didn't expect that my Yi Xiaochuan's divination would be despised by a child. Hehe, that's fun! ”

Mr. Yi called: "Look at it! Heavenly Evolution, the Will of Change, and the Divine Movement. With Mr. Yi's tongue-twisting and jerky pronunciation, the phantom behind him quickly changed, forming a little bright light, which had five colors: blue, white, yellow, red, and black. Then, the light shrank rapidly, embellishing the space behind him in a mysterious way, like a mysterious starry sky. Soon, those points of light began to rotate, slowly condensing on Mr. Yi's fingers. A five-colored plant was quietly formed in Mr. Yi's hands.

Once again, the crowd was blown away - the process was wonderful. They only felt the surging galaxy coming at him, making him intoxicated by the aura of ancient mysteries. What a power this is!

The expressions of the crowd made him very useful. Mr. Yi worked harder. I saw that the five-colored plant spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into a point of light and floating in the void. And a mysterious pattern began to form in the air. This pattern is made up of six line segments, some of which are straight lines, some are broken in the middle, some are obvious, some are looming, and so on. These lines are constantly dancing in the air, as if they have life.

Mr. Yi pointed to the hexagram in the air and sighed: "Sixty-two, Bao Cheng, villain Ji, adults do not enjoy it." Sixty-three, Bao shame. Ninety-five, Hugh is not an adult, and its death is tied to the bud mulberry! "At this point, his eyes widened violently." Its death is tied to the bud mulberry! It's really going to kill you. (To be continued.) )